Death to Spike :)

Good news: the Lithotripsy procedure today was a success. The better news,

Happy Pills

Happy Pills

Hydrocodone is still my best friend.

Spike Demon Stone has been obliterated (we think).

The procedure wasn’t even 45 minutes, and they blasted little Spike Demon Stone to smithereens. I woke up very sore on the left side, obviously. Since they basically used my kidney as a punching bag for this nifty sound wave contraption. I’m grateful I decided to have this procedure, because according to the surgeon, Spike hadn’t moved very far at all. In an entire month, he was still in same spot.

Stubborn little sucker.

After I was released, we came home, I had some food, and indulged in my new best friend.

More importantly, the meds kicked in about 10 minutes ago and I feel fabulous. Hopefully I’ll pass the remnants of Spike over the next 24 hours and all will be back to normal.

Just thought all of you wanted an update on my saga. Happy Dance time!

Kidney Stones and Hydrocodone

It’s been over a week and this selfish kidney stone has decided to make a pillspermanent residence in my system. Supposedly, there’s only 1, and supposedly, it’s small enough to pass on its own. But by the number of pain pills I’ve taken since last Wednesday, I’m doubting that information.

Obviously, I can’t drive while I’m on this medication. I can’t even write. Good Lord, what kind of crazy things would come out of a Hydrocodone-induced mind? Kinda scary to think about.

The only way I’ve made it through this past week, aside from Hydrocodone and Zofran, is through the help of my family. Chauffeuring my son around for school and his bajillion appointments every week, cooking dinner, and babysitting my youngest— it’s a lot to ask for. Especially from someone who doesn’t like to ask for help.

I’m so lucky. To have the help there when I need it. There are plenty of folks that have to go through this kind of stuff completely alone. So I give a huge hug and major thank you to my family: you know who you are.

But this damn stone has taken up enough of my life, and enough of my family’s demonstonelife. So we’ll see what this urologist has to say today, and I hope it can evict this tiny demon stuck somewhere between my kidney and bladder.

And hopefully sometime before the end of the month, I can get back to writing.

I’ll post an update when I can. Any of you gone through this ridiculousness before?